Sin

Sin What is sin? Is it when you raped me over and over again as I would scream and cry begging you to stop. Is it when you tied me to the basement floor asking me if I wanted more. Is it when you burned my flesh with red hot spoons, or is it when you smashed my head with the broom. Is it when you took fish hooks every time you were mad Stuck them in so very bad. Is it when you took the paneling boards across my back which turned ever so black. Is it the bruise's you leave, the scars you make This is only my fate. Is it the lies you tell, my body has become so frail. Sin is all around, I wont make a sound. I promise I'll die and never be found.